Inside the Cangwu Temple.

A disciple activity place located in the middle of the Cangwu Academy complex, many disciples walked in it, they were some leisurely and some hurried, and all kinds of people were endless.

At the other end of the disciple group, there were two buildings connected together, the buildings were a bit huge, but they still looked a little dwarfed compared to the surrounding elder attics.

However, many disciples know that this building is one of the power societies that belong to the Martial Academy. The largest number of forces...... The headquarters of the Mirror Pavilion. ????????????????

And on the door at the front of the building, the three big characters of Yujing Pavilion are engraved, always reminding the disciples of the past what kind of force this belongs to.

At the same time, the innermost part of the building.

There was a round table, and twelve people sat around it.

These twelve people are all young men and girls with immature faces, the oldest is only about twenty years old, and the youngest is only thirteen years old.

is such a group of people, but they are the senior backbone of the "Yujing Pavilion" with the largest number of people in this Cangwu Academy, and they are known as the six major forces.

The young man at the head had bulging muscles and dark skin, and this person held his chin with his hand, and looked weakly at the other disciples sitting around and below, and suddenly sighed.

"Do you have any suggestions? ”

The other nine people below looked at each other, all of them showed a little helplessness in their eyes, although they said that they were the decision-makers of the Yujing Pavilion, they were only a group of half-grown teenagers, when would they be able to make some kind of convincing decision.

People sighed quietly, and finally someone raised their hands helplessly.

"Senior Brother Heitong, this time the matter is not trivial, more than a dozen of our senior brothers were injured by the people of Tianjiao Mound under the pretext of fighting!"

"Yes, Senior Brother Heitong, as the largest and most powerful force in Cangwu Academy, Tianjiao Tomb always has ill intentions towards us, but our overall strength is not as good as theirs, so we can only be beaten passively!"

Another person said indignantly: "Aren't they just relying on Murong Tianjiao to have a heaven-level disciple behind him!

There was silence for a long time.

Another person said faintly: "Senior Brother Heitong, this matter ...... What do you think?"

The topic returned to Heitong, the dark-skinned young man put down his hands that were dragging his chin, this young man was Heitong who was closer to Tang Yu and Li Jingfeng, but at this time he was no longer an ordinary disciple of Cangwu Academy, but the second-in-command of the "Yujing Pavilion", the club with the largest number of people in Cangwu Academy!

is an absolute decision-maker.

But at this time, the young man's face was irritable.

He is in the delicate relationship between the Irritable Mirror Pavilion and the Heavenly Proud Tomb.?

As early as two years ago, when the two of them founded the Yujing Pavilion, they had already been involved with Murong Tianjiao, who was already a ground-level disciple, so that the latter's Tianjiao Mound, whether it was a disciple of a high-level decision-maker or an ordinary member, was unanimously aimed at Yujing Pavilion to the outside world.

This has led to the fact that every disciple who is a Yujing Pavilion will be shouted by the Heavenly Proud Tomb to find fault.

However, the skills are not as good as people, although there are many people, but the most of them are human-level disciples, even if they are ground-level disciples, they are also ranked low in the martial arts academy, and they have no strength to compete with others at all.

Heitong sighed: "Bear with me, Brother Li went to the Cangwu Forbidden Land a few days ago, and he should come out soon." ”

"Brother Li" in Hei Tong's mouth. "It is the founder of Yujing Pavilion, Li Jingfeng.

Hearing this name, the backbone of the Yujing Pavilion sitting around below stretched his brows slightly, that young man was powerful, and he was also the only one who could support a Yujing Pavilion with the strength of one person, if it weren't for Li Jingfeng who went to the Cangwu Forbidden Land to cultivate recently.

Tianjiao Tomb will not be so deceitful too much.

After a brief discussion, everyone also expressed their opinions.

Halfway through the small council, a nervous-looking disciple suddenly barged in from outside.

The disciple stumbled, gasping for breath, and when he came in, he said, "Senior Brother Heitong, it's not good, God...... The people from Tianjiao Tomb are here, and they have already arrived at the door of our Yujing Pavilion!"

As soon as these words came out, the conference room, which was originally serious and quiet, suddenly exploded, and everyone, including Hei Tong, stood up.

"What?!, that group of guys are so inch-inch?" Hei Tong was furious: "Go, follow me out and have a look!"

At the same time, on the open space outside the Yujing Pavilion.

A group of 100 people surrounded the gate of the building, and their bodies showed a slight amount of force, and everyone had some provocative expressions on their faces.

A large number of pavilion members around the Yujing Pavilion building looked at these people from the Heavenly Proud Tomb with some fear.

Although everyone wore the same uniform of Cangwu Academy, they were as vigilant as people from two different martial arts courtyards.

"Hahaha, Yujing Pavilion, which has always had the largest number of people in the martial arts academy, why has it been so depressed recently, it seems that Li Jingfeng's management methods are not very good, don't say that we are Brother Murong, I feel that Yujing Pavilion will simply let it go to me, I promise that his development will not be worse than Li Jingfeng!"

As soon as these words came out, the followers behind them were all pandering and laughing.

This kind of change naturally attracted a large number of disciples around to stop and watch, they had long heard that Tianjiao Tomb and Yujing Pavilion were not in harmony, and at this time, they were also gathered together with the intention of watching the excitement.

And the young man who spoke wildly seemed to be very satisfied with the scene of people around him, and he was in a good mood.

But that's the time.

"Phew, let your mother's fart, how can our Senior Brother Li Jingfeng's methods be comparable to you, a watchdog of Murong Tianjiao!"

A loud shout came from inside the complex, and then people saw that many people walked out of the Yujing Pavilion.

The boy who scolded him at the head was none other than Hei Tong.

Seeing Hei Tong walk out, the young man's face was gloomy at first, but then he said frivolously: "Yo, who did I have such a big black voice at the time, isn't this Hei Tong Er's master, why, the tiger is not at home and the monkey is called the king?"

Hei Tong's face was not good, and he shouted in a low voice: "Liu Mo, you don't give me this yin and yang weirdness, get out of here if you don't have anything! Be careful that I turn my face and don't recognize people!"

The momentum of Heitong immediately rose, and the air around him was condensed.

That Liu Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, and he could naturally feel the fluctuations of force emanating from around Heitong's body.

Sixth-level samurai realm.

It seems that this big black man has grown again.

Liu Mo felt a little tricky, he hadn't seen him for many days, and he was able to fight a draw with Heitong a few days ago, but he didn't expect this guy to break through again so soon.

"Hmph!" Liu Mo snorted: "Heitong, to tell you the truth, we are here this time to warn you, in the future, all of you in the Yujing Pavilion will have to pay martial arts to our Tianjiao Tomb every month, and human-level disciples will pay twenty martial values every month, and ground-level disciples will ...... Pay 100 points every month, effective immediately!"

When the next words came out, whether it was a disciple of Yujing Pavilion or not, even if it was the surrounding onlookers, they all gasped!

Human-level disciples pay twenty points, and prefecture-level disciples pay one hundred points?

With the Martial God above, the normal income of an ordinary human-level disciple is only thirty points of martial value per month, while the ground-level disciple is a little better every month, but it is only five times that of a human-level disciple, one hundred and fifty points.

In this way, it is actually more than half of the charge?!

"Hahaha! ridiculous, Liu Mo, I think you're dreaming!" Hei Tong laughed loudly, scoffing at this.

And Liu Mo seemed to have expected Hei Tong to be like this, and sneered: "Hei Tong, this is not a suggestion, this is an order! ”

After speaking, people saw five people walking out from behind Liu Mo.

Everyone is in the strength of the fifth-level warrior realm!

Plus Liu Mo himself, six prefecture-level disciples!

"How about it, Kuroki, continue to think about it?"

Liu Mo crossed his hands on his hips and smiled fiercely. ???????